[Her smile is small, but genuine. And maybe her teeth don't seem so long as they actually are. Scatty unfolds her body from is curled position, stretching her legs and crunching her toes, and reaches over to gently touch his arm.]
I would like that. I'm sure it will be delicious and exact. [A little joke for herself, that bit at the end. But maybe he'll notice.]
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I would like that. I'm sure it will be delicious and exact. [A little joke for herself, that bit at the end. But maybe he'll notice.]